We spent the weekend on the road and then at a lovely family wedding. Only 3 cousins weren't able to make it, which is saying something in a larger family. And everything really was beautiful. But I'd be lying if I didn't say I wasn't eternally grateful for arriving back home again. Today feels like the worst of the jetlag for both of us so far. I could almost cry at the mere thought of returning to work tomorrow. The one bright spot is that Operation Grandparent Detox is going well. We're also enjoying the sunny, non-humid, non-100 degree temperatures we returned home to enjoy. It's hard to believe it's all over and it's back to the grind again. Here's to a jetlag-free week!
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